Can’t Win Me Back

Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.

Remy had let her go.

He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost? Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran.

She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news! Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.

Suddenly, she froze.

Her breath hitched.

Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her.

The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush.

Amber's heart pounded in her chest.

Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger.

The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.

Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gloom like the eyes of hungry hyenas.

focusing on her, there was no

only path to survival

eyes burned with determination as she

the neck of the nearest assassin, a

with desperate precision, aiming for vital

unexpected ferocity startled the man, who

ground, and

opening, surging

very well be her only

her survival—it was about delivering the evidence

in wait, but an ominous

make it back

she realized no one was immediately behind her, Amber pulled the

hole beneath a tree with

into the tree trunk, she then moved to the side to make a call to

a couple

gentle

about to speak

left arm, knocking her

the slope,

of the line, Alyssa